Raptor 41
"There!" Endith barked as Ben banked the Raptor in a slow circle over where they had dropped Martin and the others, "The spillway!"
"What?" Ben asked. "What do you mean?"
"Lake Mead Benjamin; the spillway connects directly to the tunnel. If these schematics are correct they would have been able to flood the tunnel in case of a fire." Endith said.
"We don't want to drown them Little Elf." Ben spoke with a smile. "We want to get them a way out."
Endith reached across the space between their pilot seats and punched him. "Think!" She snapped. "The level of the lake has dropped in the last four hundred and seventy-eight years! The spillway is on level ground fourteen feet above the lake surface. It connects here… just south of the split in the tunnel. We can hover a quarter mile away and launch every missile we have. It will be strong enough to blast a hole in the side. It is only six feet thick at this point."
